weather predictions?

plans change just like the weather! surprised? no. it seems like every time i make plans they get changed at least once, most of the time more than that.

of course i'm referring to my backpacking trip. it was initially made up of two separate legs, both along the pacific crest trail. as it turned out most of that trail was still snow covered so we went to plan b for the first leg, which went through a dozen changes all it's own. we ended up doing plan n which involved two separate trips. the first a three night four day in out trip and a two night three day trip which started the day we got out, all in the olympic mountains.

it was beautiful.

the second part has gone through change after change due to more trail condition problems like trees blown down making passage almost impossible. it looks like we're going to do about 5 nights six days in the okanogan national forest, just me and my brother. i'm fairly excited. not as much as i'd expect myself to be though. i think i'm just tired.

the beckoning

the mountains are calling my name again. and while they're calling for me using something other than words, i've come up with a new set of words for them: "my heavenly" (i got that from a jars of clay song)

i'm about to embark on the longest hike i've ever done. 17 days, 170 miles of trail. from snoqualmie pass to the north side of lake chelan. my mother will resupply us at stevens pass which is seventy miles into it.

i have weird feelings at this point in time. there is a great sense of anticipation in a positive way combined with a negative.

my dad commented, "you won't be the same people when you come out!"  as crazy as this sounds, it's true to a degree. after all, i have been referring to this trip as epic in all my descriptions of it, and in a weird way i hope this trip will be monumental in my life. i have these dreams of shrinking! i think the truth is that deep down i hope that the comment by my dad turns out to be truer than he or i had imagined.

something eerie beckons me from those mountains. i can't quite grasp it.

jehovah jireh

so there i was, 6 a.m. wednesday morning, loading my car up quickly but quietly, in a moderate hurry to leave on time. finally i got everything loaded up and i drove to pick up ricky. when he was all loaded up we took off for campmeeting. as soon as we entered the freeway, we both heard a disturbing clunking sound coming from what sounded like the top of my car. we looked at each other, then in the rearview mirror and discovered that my laptop was flying through the air like a piece of cardboard. we immediately stopped the car, and ran back to the computer like excited children running towards a soccer ball. we discovered that the thing still worked except for a little less than half of the lcd. so i kept it. who wouldn't?

then we arrived here at campmeeting and within hours i found out that there were a bunch of old computer monitors sitting by the main auditorium with 'free' signs on them.

so here i sit with my laptop and a huge bulky monitor typing away, taking care of business. so my laptop still works perfectly, it just got a bit bigger.

this story inspires this phrase:

JEHOVAH JIREH! - the lord will provide!